The Workaholic Bum

This is a result of me just being plain bored. I like going to work and doing my job while slacking off. I'm a 24-year-old female who is prone to date the wrong men but finally found a good catch. I can't sleep too much, or else, I'll end up more tired. Before I quit smoking, I can't spend time in an open air space for more than two hours without a cigarette. I talk a lot. If I'm quiet, just poke me to grab my attention. I'm just probably overanalyzing myself again.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

I Miss You

The only reason why she left is because she wanted all of us to have a better future. The last time I hugged her, she told me to be strong because she had to be too.

We used to sneak out and go to GB3 to meet her high school friends (Class of '70, maygad...) and used me as an excuse why we went home late since my dad gave her a curfew (and I don't even have one!). When it worked the first time, you can figure out what happened after that.

She always knows what to do when she needs me to do something for her. I can't say no. Ever.

She had the funniest stories. Not the boring ones the usual moms would give. Though we talked like friends and fought like sisters, she knew when to be the authoritative figure.